Yesterday, I got a bath before the vet visit today because my paws were all sticky and gray and my fur was full of dirt and stickers. I did not like it so much. I kept trying to climb into Mommy's shirt pocket. When I got out and she finished brushing me, I curled up in the sofa and Mommy says it looked like the sofa was eating me.



Then, today was my vet appointment. I had to get a shot. I weigh 7.6 pounds now, plus I had my harness and leash on. Then, the vet held me and gave me my shot. Daddy and Mommy were worried I was going to cry and they were going to feel bad, but I didn't squirm or cry at all. I'm such a good boy. I better get a lot of treats for this.